This confluence was part of an unsuccessful plan to leave Uruguay without unvisited confluences. Originally were four points but finally it finished in a trilogy leaving only one vacant. You can enjoy a detailed narrative and many pictures, clicking here.

The fords before the successful capture of 31S 57W had delayed very much our plans, so, in order to avoid finding new big rivers without bridges, we came back along R04, until Poblado Biassini, at south of the Arapey Grande river.

From there, we re-entered in another not much car-transited path (“camino de tropas”), plenty of small fords and lagoons, that introduced us in the beautiful valleys and hills of the Uruguayan interior.

After the R26 the “camino de tropas” road gains access to a huge rural establishment: “El Progreso”. There are no more fences aside the path because it developed itself inside; only a few internal gates, open or closed without padlocks.

The path, very blurred, put us at 1300 meters of the 32S 57W. The pending stretch, cross-country, was accessible with ours 4WD cars, but the quantity of livestock suggested us to go and ask for permission in the near farmhouse that we had seen some kilometers before: in a foreign country it seemed the correct thing to do.

We returned to the farmhouse and when we arrived we found a surprise: a 4WD car and a person speaking with a peasant. I approached to them thinking: “It can’t be, other crazy men hunting this confluence.” And so, it was.

A Brazilian couple, Frankie and Katia, had decided the same weekend from Porto Alegre, to do the same four confluences that us at inverse order, considering that from 2006 there were no new attempts in Uruguay. Surely, if we had planned this meeting probably us wouldn´t have had the same precision.

The peasant that was in charge of the field didn’t understand anything: six foreigners were asking permission to go to nowhere in the middle of the nothing. Luckily he didn’t oppose to our “invasion”, clarifying that he couldn’t give the official authorization because he wasn’t the owner but viewing our honest intentions, he only recommended us not to disturb the livestock.

The three vehicles departed quickly, first along the path and then, offroad, crossing a small stream and climbing slight hills. Finally, all of us could park the car exactly at the confluence.

As we took the obligatory pictures, we were surrounded by more than fifty cows and horses that curiously wanted to participate of the capture. Unfortunately we couldn’t register them as visitants because we didn’t know their names. A real “tumultuaria”, almost like as a Venezuelan 10N 65W, international and unexpected capture.
What a coincidence in the middle of nowhere!

All said goodbye, exchanging our email address and each one took their course. We went to the south in order to reach Tacuarembó, and they to the north to Salto.